my current stack
I love to read, but in the short time that I've been doing this blog I have been spending more time on the computer and less time reading. Books that I have requested at the library are coming in and starting to pile up beside my bed and this makes me feel stressed and guilty. I don't want the books to think I don't like them! I do. I've just been lured away by the siren song of the information super-highway. Hopefully the novelty will wear off quickly.
It's kind of my goal, or my average, to read four books a month, and last month I just scraped by with three. And I have a couple of thick ones waiting, so this month will be even harder. Honestly, I am that much of a geek that I keep track of the books that I read. I do find it useful to keep a list though, because if I want to recommend a book, or remember where I read something, I can look it up. Also, I like to look back at what I've read, because I tend to get into ruts, usually reading mostly fiction by mostly women. Then I'll make an effort to read more non-fiction and more books written by men.
Recently CBC Radio did their annual Canada Reads debate, where five notable Canadians each pick a book, then pitch it as the book everyone should read. I made a point of reading them all before the debate and it was interesting to listen to, especially to hear people lobbying for books I really disliked. The Book of Negroes by Lawrence Hill won, and I loved that book, but I also loved the book that came in second, The Outlander by Gil Adamson.
I really disliked two of the books, but I find it really difficult not to finish reading a book that I start, even if I know within the first dozen pages that I'm not going to enjoy it. For some reason I can't just abandon it. I feel like maybe there's something to be learned from the experience of disliking a book. Isn't that dumb?